Can We Talk 2

Getting Lost

         Funny how I can think of a million things I want to write about when I'm nowhere near a keyboard. Sitting at a desk and a keyboard somehow erases whatever is on my mind. Is it intimidating? Or do I just think better when I'm busy?

         I've always been bad at directions, so I don't think I'm getting senile yet. I remember going to a city over 2 hours away and driving all around an area I thought I was familiar with. I missed the wedding of my friends. I was only in my 20's. Earlier this year, I missed a funeral, but then it was in unfamiliar territory out in the sticks.

         I almost missed a wedding this past Saturday at a farm in the next county. I should know those main roads, but I kept missing my turnoff. GPS sent me to the wrong town in a flood and thunderstorm. I drove onto the premises at the last minute. Thankfully, they delayed the ceremony, not for me, but to see if the rain would let up for an outdoor ceremony. They decided an hour later to do it in the pavilion where they planned the reception.

         But I'm not completely off the hook with the final vows being over. When I left, I drove down to the pavilion thinking I was on the exit road. I finally got on the right road, but still ended up in the boonies and not on the major road I came in on. I wandered around for hours in the dark alone, until I finally came on pavement with painted lines! I was so happy to be in civilization again. I still made wrong exits from traffic circles in the small nearby town. Finally, I saw a sign pointing to an area outside my town and took that deserted, but painted road. I got home, thirsty, tired and a little scared to try that again. Fortunately, I had a full tank of gas.

         So maybe my family members aren't so far wrong, acting like I'm a feeble old lady. I want to be independent and make my own decisions. I have to pay my own taxes, and take care of my own yard. I can do the whole thing. And there aren't that many wedding invitations.